Warning: The chapter below is rated 18 ?
Isabella
“You’ve been such a tease all day,” Tristan said immediately after we got to the bedroom.
“Really?” I walked to my side of the bed, taking off my shoes.
“Yes, muffin,” He stated and I smiled.
“So what are you going to do about that?” I asked him and took off the pearl necklace I wore. It was the one he gifted to me.
“I’m going to punish you,” He pulled me to himself, and his back hit the wall behind him, while my body hit his chest.
“Oh really,” I trailed my hands on his face, and he seemed pleased by what I did.
“Oh, you’re about time to find out,” He said and immediately lifted my legs to his waist, as he started to kiss me.
I threw my head backward instantly. I’ve been horny all day actually. I’ve wanted him to take me since the morning he said hey muffin so sexily. I wanted to be devoured by him in every way possible.
I moaned out and scratched his back feeling the heat from the kiss. His hands started to move into my skirt, touching my thigh, as he pushed my skirt upward, and I felt his hands rub against the fabric of my panties. He shifted my panties which were already dripping wet waiting for him all day.
“You’ve been hungry,” his voice was so insanely hot that he turned me on all over again.
“Tristan,” I called out, my hands went below to his waist undoing his best already, until his pants were loose and dropped to the floor.
He immediately lifted me, his hands on my ass, as he immediately turned me around placing me on the wall. He rested me on the wall, took his legs off his pants, and I immediately helped him pull down his briefs.
“Oh muffin,” he chuckled at my act, while he immediately pulled my panties and tore them causing me to gasp.
” I hope that’s not your favorite,” he winked and immediately carried me to the bed and pushed me on it. He took off his brief completely and climbed the bed, crawling to me, while I lifted my skirt. He grabbed my waist, and pulled me closer, before roughly inserting himself into me.
“Oh my God,” I cried out, more like a shriek loudly, while I saw the smile on his face before he started to thrust into me.
Slowly after a minute, he moved in and out of me, my body started to adjust to it, and I felt myself relaxed as I felt pleasure from the pace and rhythm we were on.
“Fuck,” I cursed out, my body arching and wanting more of it. He kissed me at intervals, as he thrust on me harder so that the sounds of our bodies could be heard.
“Tristan,” I called out, my eyes shut, as I could feel all of those pleasures building up like I was going to explode.
“Tristan,” I called out, losing my breath, as he thrust faster and deeper into me until my body suddenly weaken and my legs wobbled as I cummed hard, causing me to cry out his name in a moan.
“Fuck, muffin,” he said and laid on the bed breathing heavily beside me, while I sighed still catching my breath.
That felt like heaven, that release was so good, that I felt like he had fucked every cell in my body.
“Come here,” He said and pulled the duvet over my body, but I took it off immediately, and immediately crawled to him.
“Where are you going?” He asked and stared at me, as I got off the bed.
“It’s my turn now,” I smiled at him, and immediately packed my hair in a ponytail with my scrunchy I grabbed from my vanity table.
“What?” He looked confused as I walked over to him. But the moment I knelt door, his eyes widened in realization, as he immediately sat upright.
“I’ve not done this before,” I stated truthfully, and he just nodded. I moved closer to him and immediately held it. My heart skipped a bit, as I noticed the size and how I could barely wrap my hands around it.
“Isabella,” He breathed out, and I felt this urge to go on as I noticed the way it made him feel already. I opened my mouth and immediately took his d*ck into my mouth. I could barely take it all and immediately paused at the point my mouth could contain. I started to suck on it, moving my head up on down until my mouth adjusted to the size.
“Muffin,” He said in a whisper and threw his head backward. I lifted my eyes to stare at him, I wanted to know from his reaction if I was doing a good job or not and from the way he reacted it was going fine.
So I went back to moving my head up and down, slowly taking his size bit by bit until I could feel it hit the back of my throat and I almost gagged, before pulling out and catching my breath.
“Fuck,” He cursed as I immediately started to roll my tongue at his too, sucking and playing with his, while my hands rubbed his length slowly. He groaned in pleasure, his eyes were shut and I did that for almost a minute before I took his length into his mouth again.
“Oh muffin,” this to me his head was on my hair, as he pulled it a bit, while I increased my pace, moving my head up and down in rapid motions as I could notice his orgasms building up.
“I’m going, muffin,” His grip on my hair tightened, and I went faster, taking his full length, sucking on it, until he released and I pulled out watching him weaken at that moment as his release spilled all over his di*k, my face and the floor.
“God Isabella, you’re such a naughty girl,” He said as I licked his cum off my face. I looked at him all innocently still on my knees, when he asked me to rise up.
“All fours on the bed,” He said and I obeyed immediately and climbed the bed, on all fours my ass facing him.
He walked towards me, and immediately lifted my skirt, staring at my ass looking pleased as he immediately hit it, taking me by surprise.
“Ahh,” I cried out, at the pain I felt.
“You’ve been such a tease,” He spank my ass again, this time I cried out and turned to stare at him, feeling the mixture of pain and pleasure from it.
“But you were such a good girl, right now,” He stated and gave me another spank, and this time a moan came out from my mouth as I gripped the sheet tightly.
“And good girls deserve rewards right?” He pulled my hair, so I stared at him.
“Don’t they muffin?” He asked pulling my hair.
“They do,” My voice cracked as I responded and he immediately released me.
“I’m going to reward you right now,” He said and I felt him rub his tip around my butt, causing me to shudder.
“Do you want the reward?” He asked me, rubbing his hardness around my butt, as it aroused me even more.
“Yes,” I shuddered in response and he seemed pleased with it, as he immediately thrust himself into me without a warning causing me to grab the sheet tightly, I closed my eyes, my body slowly adjusting to it.
“Hmm,” He grunted as he started to move in and out of me, slowly at first until I felt comfortable. He lasted at that pace for a minute, until my body became familiar with it before increasing his pace.
“Fuck muffin,” he moaned out and started to thrust deeper into me, making me moan out in pleasure. I held onto the sheet tightly, sweat dripping from my body as he fucked me from behind. He moved in and out of me roughly, I didn’t find myself hating it, all I felt was pleasure as our moans filled the room.
“Oh my God,” I said.
“Tristan..,” I moaned out, breathing heavily.
“Fuck,” He moaned out as my legs wobbled while he thrust deeper, as the pleasure build up in him, and wet in a minute, he cummed all over my ass and legs, while I fell on the bed, calling out his name.
He immediately sat on the bed, his heart resting on the headboard, while I lay on the bed as we both caught our breath. It was good, in fact, it was incredible.
“Come on muffin, let’s go shower,” He said.
“I’m tired,” I said in a whisper.
“Another round?” I knew he was teasing me, so I kicked the air with the intention to kick him playfully, while I heard him chuckle.
“Come on sweetheart, let’s get washed up,” He already lifted me in bridal style and carried me to the bathtub whit I giggled immediately.
“We need to change the bedding,” I pointed at the room, while he laughed.
“We are washing up first, and I’ll take care of that,” He chuckled and placed me in the bathtub, while I smiled staring at him.
“You’re so breathtaking muffin,” he said staring at me so deeply, and I felt my heart skip at that compliment.
“Thank you,” I said and he bent over to me.
“You’re so beautiful,” He stated looking into my eyes as if searching for my soul before he kissed my forehead.
“you’re my wife. My girl, my woman,” He added and kissed my forehead while I giggled.
“Tristan,” I hit his chest playfully, shy from all the words he threw at me, but he still had that look on his face, as he continued to gaze at me so affectionately.
“You’re mine Isabella,” He said it so possessively that I felt butterflies danced in my stomach.
“My muffin, mine alone,” He kissed my lips, and I bit my lower lips smiling.
“I’m all yours,” I said to him, going in for another kiss…